We checked out Monday morning, left our bags with the porter, and headed off to brunch at Eastern Standard. This one was easy to find, as it was across the street from the T station nearest Fenway.

First of all, why isn’t the mint julep considered a brunch drink? It’s perfect! And refreshing! Second (Matt wants to know), why doesn’t all brunch have strips of bacon laying on it?

Their food was amazing, and so was their cocktail list. We’ll need to stop back there at night sometime. Oh, and credit again to drinkboston.com for the recommendation!

We walked over to Fenway and bought tickets for the tour. I hate the Red Sox almost as much as I hate the Yankees, but it’s still an amazing stadium.

Because it was the offseason, we even got to sit in the press box!

We still had a few hours left before we had to be at the airport, so we decided to ride over to Harvard Square and look around. We saw Harvard, and it was exactly as expected.

Then we stopped into Charlie’s Kitchen and had a beer. Then, sadly, it was time to go get our bags and head to the airport.

Upon check-in, we noticed that we no longer had seat assignments. It appeared that Delta had switched planes or something, because they were reissuing a ton of boarding passes at the gate. We put in our request to sit together (since we’d purchased tickets separately), and crossed our fingers. Oh, and I swore a lot. Me and Delta, we have issues.

The plane was almost completely boarded before they called our names, but it was all for the good: they put us in row 5, right behind first class. For right that moment, Delta was forgiven.

But not for long!